Xiao Fu pointed to the thing in her hand and asked, "Is it also the one calling here?"
Yan Qingyao glanced in the direction of his finger and found that he was pointing at her mobile phone, and then understood that he was talking about the car they were riding in now.
She nodded: "Yes."
Xiao Fu's tone immediately became clear: "I want one too."
Needless to say what he said next, Yan Qingyao knew what he was thinking, and he definitely wanted to bring back ancient times.
"No!" Yan Qingyao refused without thinking. This is not an item worth three to five hundred yuan! Several thousand dollars!
Thinking of this, she remembered that she had spent a lot of money on the clothes she bought for him yesterday, which was a big injustice.
I don’t know if wearing such expensive clothes on him is more comfortable than his ancient clothes?
Xiao Fugang moved a little, as if he felt uncomfortable.
"This clothes is so uncomfortable." After saying that, Xiao Fu frowned again and tugged on his clothes.
"Uncomfortable?" Yan Qingyao glanced behind him subconsciously. She spent a lot of money to buy this, but he still said he felt uncomfortable?
Wouldn't that mean that I've spent money yet again but haven't been able to please you yet?
When Yan Qingyao looked over, she realized that it was no wonder she felt uncomfortable. When checking out, she had only removed the anti-theft lock of the mall, but the tag had not yet been removed.
The tag was hung on the label of his clothes, and the sharp mark on one side had scratched Xiao Fu's back a little red.
"The tag hasn't been removed yet, let me help you get it." Yan Qingyao said warmly, already grabbing the tag with both hands, but she couldn't stop pulling it off. In the past, this kind of thing was cut with scissors.
The taxi stopped slowly. Due to inertia, Yan Qingyao and Xiao Fu leaned forward and fell on the back of the seat in front...
She still held his neck with her hands, and they fell face to face on the back of the seat. For some reason, they were very close.
Yan Qingyao subconsciously looked down Xiao Fu's eyes, past the high bridge of his nose, towards the pink and thin lips, and subconsciously swallowed a sip of saliva.
"Ahem, cough, cough..." The driver wanted to say thoughtfully, but when his eyes fell on the rearview mirror, he accidentally saw the two of them kissing.
Afraid of saving face, the two of them hid behind the back chairs, revealing only a high ponytail and a girl's slender elbows, but they didn't know that this was more arousing to people's imagination.
The driver couldn't help but cough lightly to remind them: "We're here."
"Ah!" Yan Qingyao, as if waking up from a dream, released her hands and sat down again.
She looked through the car windows on the left and right and found the destination she wanted to reach: "Yes, yes, we are here!"
Yan Qingyao acted as if she had done nothing even though she had done something. Her heartbeat was beating like a drum, and she could hardly express her guilt.
On the contrary, the driver in front of her suppressed a smile and reassured her: "It's okay. I can understand that you little lovers can't help but control themselves."
Yan Qingyao opened the car door next to Xiao Fu, and just when she wanted him to get out of the car, she heard the driver's words and subconsciously retorted: "We are not a young couple..."
But the driver didn't seem to want to hear her explanation, so he smiled at her and drove away.
Yan Qingyao glanced at Xiao Fu subconsciously, thinking in her mind how she should explain if he asked her what a couple meant.
Fortunately, Xiao Fu was not as shameless as she thought, so she took him into the bookstore.
Xiao Fu seemed to be calm, following behind Yan Qingyao, but his eyes lost focus, and the scene just now appeared repeatedly in his mind.
Her white and tender skin and her red lips like a rose with dewdrops in the morning...
It all gave him a feeling that hit his heart...as if something was different.
"Xiao Fu?" Yan Qingyao stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Xiao Fu's eyes. She didn't know why he suddenly became distracted.
Xiao Fu blinked before reacting. He looked at Yan Qingyao with a confused look on his face: "What's wrong?"
He glanced at his surroundings and saw a lot of paper?
These paper-like appearances are all kinds of strange, with lifelike paintings and all kinds of text on them.
He took out a book and flipped through it casually. He felt that the papermaking skills were extremely high, it felt very comfortable to touch, and the words on it were clearly visible.
Moreover, the paper can be made into a size not much larger than the palm of your hand. If there are too many words, it is best to combine it into a whole book.
Yan Qingyao took the romance novel away from his hand, took his hand and led him up to the second floor.
Each category of bookstores was well marked, and since this was a bookstore she often came to, she was familiar with the way and took Xiao Fu to stop in the category of historical facts.
"This..." Yan Qingyao turned around and was about to introduce Xiao Fu when she saw him looking down at the hands they were holding.
Yan Qingyao couldn't help being surprised when she reacted, and quickly let go...
Her little face seemed a little hot. She coughed lightly and took a book of modern history for Xiao Fu to read: "Take a look. If there are any words you don't know, you can ask me."
Xiao Fu lowered his head and glanced at the book in his hand. There seemed to be a lot of words he didn't recognize, but if he really didn't recognize them, they seemed familiar to him.
He took a deep breath, and a mellow fragrance inhaled the tip of his nose. He pursed his lips and said, "What is this? I want to eat it."
Yan Qingyao: "..."
Originally, I just wanted to take him to the bookstore to read, but I didn't expect that he would also be interested in such a novelty as coffee?
Yan Qingyao refused without even thinking about it, but then she thought about it. Compared with buying a mobile phone, her desire to buy coffee was a piece of cake for her.
Yan Qingyao nodded immediately: "You sit here and read a book, and I will buy coffee for you."
Xiao Fu nodded.
Yan Qingyao looked at the names of these coffees, thought for a while, and ordered a cup of the bitterest American coffee.
She couldn't help but chuckle when she thought of Xiao Fu frowning in pain after drinking it, to see if he would dare to let her buy him random things in the future.
After ordering another cup of sweet coffee for herself, Yan Qingyao sat leisurely on the chair, checking her phone while waiting for the coffee.
She only focused on dealing with Xiao Fu's affairs. This was the first time she remembered about WeChat after she came back. She clicked on WeChat, which she hadn't seen for a long time, and found that her WeChat had exploded in the past six months.
Fortunately, Liu Qifei knows what she is doing, so everyone's worries about her are not life-or-death. They just sometimes send her a message when they can't find information or other times, or occasionally ask her where she has been. , what project needs to disappear for so long.
As time passed, she never responded to messages, and they gradually stopped looking for her.
There was only one person, Su Tong, her classmate and colleague. She rarely had contact with her in the company on weekdays, but this time she was very persistent in sending her WeChat messages and was the one who sent her the most.
He didn't have anything to ask for, and he didn't say anything else. He just kept saying the same thing over and over again.
